Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 123 You're so aloof, so amazing!

Shuiyue lowered her head and muttered softly, "I was just too curious, it wasn't intentional..."

Feng Xiaotian couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but say, "I'm telling you, that's enough. They were just curious and didn't have any bad intentions. Aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill by making such a big deal out of nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng frowned slightly. Although he hadn't said anything, Feng Xiaotian's words were disgusting.

You should know that in the world of Soul Masters, you can pry into other people's secrets at will, and even if they kill you, it won't cause any ripples.

The secret of how a Soul Master deals with an opponent's Soul Skill is a major taboo, and they will generally not tell anyone except their closest relatives.

Dugu Yan glanced at Feng Xiaotian with a half-smile, a sharp arc rising at the corner of her eye: "Feng Xiaotian? You're the genius from Shenfeng Academy who was born with full soul power and created his own soul skill at such a young age?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "genius," dragging out the last syllable with a lingering sarcasm.

In her opinion, Feng Xiaotian was incredibly stupid. He was at the age when he should be cultivating, yet he was insanely wasting his time practicing his self-created soul skills.

He was born with full soul power, and he's several years older than everyone else here, yet his soul power is just as low as theirs.

To put it bluntly, it completely lowers the standard of innate full soul power!

"So what?"

Feng Xiaotian puffed out his chest, his eyes radiating an arrogance that was almost overflowing.

While others are still cultivating, he has already created a soul skill that even titled Douluo cannot achieve.

When it comes to his self-created soul skills, Feng Xiaotian is more proud than anyone else.

"Since you're so generous."

Dugu Yan crossed her arms and slowly approached, each step carrying a sense of oppression: "Why don't you share the cultivation method of your self-created soul skill with everyone here? Let everyone here broaden their horizons."

As soon as he finished speaking, amidst a chorus of surprised exclamations, countless burning gazes instantly focused on Feng Xiaotian, and the atmosphere at the scene immediately became boiling.

Feng Xiaotian's face instantly turned a deep shade of liver: "Why should I? My self-created soul skill is the culmination of many years of hard work, how can I just reveal it so easily!"

"You keep your own trump cards well hidden, yet you're so generous with other people's money?"

Dugu Yan scoffed, her eyes full of mockery: "Aren't other people's secrets secrets? It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering the consequences!"

"You are noble, you are amazing!"

Before she could finish speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Feng Xiaotian was speechless after being rebuked, his face turning pale and then red.

Feng Xiaotian clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His Adam's apple bobbed several times before he gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words: "You're just making excuses! These are not the same thing at all. The self-created soul skill and the method he used to counter the attack are completely incomparable!"

Dugu Yan was so angry she laughed: "What a joke! So yours is a secret, but Gu Feng's isn't?"

Feng Xiaotian was panting heavily, veins bulging on his forehead. The surrounding air suddenly trembled violently, and faint blue wind wing phantoms appeared behind him. This was the prelude to his self-created soul skill, "Eighteen Consecutive Slashes of Gale Demon Wolf".

"What? You're resorting to violence just because you can't win an argument?"

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, her purple eyes gleaming with an eerie light. The venomous mist rising around her seemed to churn as if it were a tangible substance, and the aura of death was overwhelming.

The scene before him immediately reminded Feng Xiaotian of Hu Yanli's miserable state earlier, and his face turned pale with fright.

But the current situation clearly did not allow him to back down.

Huo Wu is still behind us; if we back down now, we'll lose all face and dignity.

Just then, a deep and powerful voice rang out: "Enough!" "Feng Xiaotian, if you really think you're capable, then come and spar with me. If you don't dare, then stay quietly to the side."

Feng Xiaotian shuddered, suddenly remembering what Shana had said earlier. The phantom of the wind wings behind him slowly dissipated, and he hurriedly followed the steps given by Gu Feng.

Dugu Yan also withdrew the poisonous mist around her, let out a soft hum, and returned to Gu Feng's side.

At this moment, Shui Bing'er quickly stepped forward, first apologizing to Gu Feng, then turning around and glaring fiercely at Shui Yue'er: "Yue'er, why don't you apologize to Gu Feng! It's all your fault."

Shui Yue'er lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your secrets."

Gu Feng smiled gently: "It's alright, but remember in the future, being too curious about some things is not a good thing."

Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath, nodded solemnly to Dugu Yan, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "I acted impulsively today, I apologize."

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Yan turned her face away in disgust, taking a half-step back as if avoiding filth, the arc of her purple skirt swirling with undisguised contempt.

Feng Xiaotian stood frozen in place, his fingertips unconsciously curling up. In the end, he could only clench the hem of his clothes and swallow back the embarrassment he felt.

He staggered two steps and rushed to Huo Wu's side. Before he could even speak, he was startled by the cold glint in her eyes.

"Feng Xiaotian, you have disappointed me greatly!"

Huo Wu shook her head in disappointment: "If you can't win an argument, you resort to violence. What's the difference between you and those evil soul masters?"

"Sister Huowu, I was just in a moment of panic..." Feng Xiaotian hurriedly explained, but his voice gradually weakened when he saw the disappointment in her eyes.

Huo Wu snorted softly, her gaze passing over him and looking at Gu Feng, who stood calmly not far away—both faced with conflict, one calmly resolved the crisis, while the other impulsively lost control, clearly showing the difference in their abilities.

"Brother, shall we go?" Huo Wu stopped looking at Feng Xiaotian and turned to look at Huo Wushuang.

"it is good."

Huo Wushuang nodded, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone: "Everyone, we from Blazing Fire Academy will take our leave first. If you have time next time, please come to Blazing Fire Academy. We will definitely treat you all well."

Feng Xiaotian stood there, staring at Huo Wu's departing figure, his throat burning as if scalding lava, a bitter and fiery sensation.

Is he really wrong?

As the students from Blazing Academy left, the atmosphere at the scene instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Shui Bing'er broke the silence, saying, "We've troubled you a lot today, Gu Feng. We'll take our leave now."

Just as she was about to turn around, Shui Yue'er skipped over and approached, her eyes crinkling like crescent moons: "Gu Feng! You must come to Tianshui City to visit us next time you have time! We'll treat you to the most authentic Bingjingsu as an apology, we're really sincere!"

She blinked her exquisite eyes, completely forgetting the tense atmosphere that had just taken place.

Gu Feng smiled and brushed it off: "I'll definitely do it next time."

And so, what should have been a grand and exciting exchange meeting for Soul Masters came to an abrupt end.

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at the same time.

Heaven Dou City, Martial Soul Temple.

Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, was engrossed in a conversation with Cardinal Salas.

Suddenly, an anxious shout came from outside the hall: "Sect Master, something terrible has happened! Ali is in trouble!"

(End of this chapter)